Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 97

Chapter 97

Chapter 97:

Eileen rested her head on his shoulder, her eyes fixed on his alluring Adam’s apple.

The room’s silence did little to thin the air of intimacy, and after a while, Bryan’s breathing turned heavy and rough.

Noticing this, Eileen straightened her clothes, slid off his lap, and moved to sit at the other end of the sofa, clutching a book and staring down, seemingly deep in thought.

“Why did Vivian say that you’re pregnant?” Bryan broke the silence abruptly, turning his head to look straight at her.

Eileen shook her head. “I don’t know where she got that.”

Bryan’s expression showed dissatisfaction with her response, frowning. He massaged his forehead before posing another question, “Do you still want to return to Apex Group?”

This question tightened Eileen’s chest, leaving her feeling torn.

Even though Vivian was no longer at Apex Group, returning to work with Bryan would place her right back in the midst of the Warren family’s troubles.

She would once again be embroiled in their conflicts.

Yet, if she didn’t return, she would forfeit her salary, and she needed money right now.

Observing her deep in thought, Bryan let out a scoff.

He stood up, approached her, and rested his hand on the back of the sofa, leaning down to pinch her chin and forcing her to meet his gaze.

“What are you hesitating for? Everyone inside the company, even the janitors, knows you’ve slept with me. Do you still have the face to go back?”

available

danger, probably still disturbed by the

why don’t you just fire

intensified suddenly, and she winced,

go if I

a new sugar daddy and sell

darkened. He released her chin abruptly, and with

hadn’t explicitly voiced his thoughts, but Eileen

heart. She bit her lip,

tidy ponytail had loosened, draping over her shoulders. Strands

and rolled up his sleeves as he gazed out

clothes, stood up behind him, and said, “I won’t disturb your rest any longer, Mr. Dawson. I’ll leave

didn’t wait for his response and just

his brow as she left, his jaw clenched

his phone rang. Raymond was

weekend and inquire why

his weekend, which was how

he hadn’t anticipated Raymond calling to

been at Harlan’s

the call, a thought struck him, and

found he couldn’t get through. Frustrated, he reported

enjoying the sunlight, her eyes narrowed. “I told you to keep an eye on him, and you let him slip away. You should have known he wouldn’t be at the company this

Clarkson’s son,” Raymond responded, in

challenging behavior, so she pondered for a moment before instructing, “Continue to monitor Bryan. If he doesn’t want you to follow, follow him discreetly. Don’t

promptly departing and making a beeline

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